I must admit that after our little role play I could not get the idea of another man fucking me out of my head. It persisted in my dreams and fantasies for days. All I wanted was another man’s cum and I planned on getting it.
After dinner a few days later I sat down and talked to him about it. I wanted to make sure that we both had clear expectations about what can and cannot happen. Over the years we have learned that there can never be too much communication when it comes to anything sexual with another person.
I flat out asked him what I could not do just to get it out of the way. He took a few minutes to think about it. I could see the wheels in his head spinning and the bulge in his pants growing. I can only imagine what depravity he was picturing in his head with me as the center.
Finally his head looked up and me, "No more than two guys at once. If there is going to be more than that then I need to be the one who arranges it. Other than that, I don’t have any problems with you doing anything with one or two guys outside of our bed room."